mera sab kuch hai ae dilruba
tumhare tumhare tumhare liye
mera sab kuch hai ae dilruba
tumhare tumhare tumhare liye
mera sab kuch hai ae dilruba

mai hu anmol ratan mera shishe ka badan
mujhme aisi fagan jaise suraj ki kiran
gore balo ki chamak kale balo ki mahak
sham se subha talak chudiyo ki ye khanak
sham se subha talak chudiyo ki ye khanak
gunehgaro ki gunehgaro ki surili sada hai
tumhare tumhare tumhare liye
mera sab kuch hai ae dilruba
tumhare tumhare tumhare liye
mera sab kuch hai ae dilruba

mai hu kuch aisi bani jaise hire ki bani
dal du jispe nazar kat ke rah jaye jigar
mang taro se bharu pyar mai tumse karu
ye meri sharam haya bankupan nazo ada
ye meri sharam haya bankupan nazo ada
aur jawani ka aur jawani ka chadta nasha hai
tumhare tumhare tumhare liye
mera sab kuch hai ae dilruba
tumhare tumhare tumhare liye
mera sab kuch hai ae dilruba

mai khata war bhi hu aur gunehar bhi hu
lakh badnam sahi mai wafadar bhi hu
tane duniya ke sahu ye magar kaise kahu
aaj bazar me hu kal tere ghar me rahu
aaj bazar me hu kal tere ghar me rahu
tum bhi malik se tum bhi malik se mnago dua
hamare hamare hamare liye
mera sab kuch hai ae dilruba
tumhare tumhare tumhare liye
mera sab kuch hai ae dilruba

My all, oh beloved, is yours,
Yours, yours, utterly yours.
My all, oh beloved, is yours,
Yours, yours, utterly yours.
My all, oh beloved...

I am a priceless jewel, a body of glass,
In me, a sun's bright ray, alas.
The gleam of fair hair, the dark tresses' scent,
From dusk till dawn, the bangles' glint.
From dusk till dawn, the bangles' glint.
A siren song, of sinners, sinners sing,
For you, for you, entirely for you.
My all, oh beloved, is yours,
Yours, yours, utterly yours.
My all, oh beloved...

I am crafted, as if from diamond bright,
Gaze upon me, and your heart takes flight.
I gather stars to adorn my plea,
And offer you love, eternally.
My modesty, my grace, my every art,
My modesty, my grace, my every art,
And youth's intoxicating, rising start,
For you, for you, utterly for you.
My all, oh beloved, is yours,
Yours, yours, utterly yours.
My all, oh beloved...

A sinner I, a wrongdoer too,
Though infamous, my love is true.
I bear the world's sharp, whispered scorn,
Yet how can I deny, my heart is torn?
Today in the market, tomorrow in your home I roam,
Today in the market, tomorrow in your home I roam,
And you, too, pray to the Divine,
For us, for us, forever for us.
My all, oh beloved, is yours,
Yours, yours, utterly yours.
My all, oh beloved...